Sunday, November 1, 2015

A Day Later (a Poem)

How is it November? 

One thing I like about November is Robert Lee Brewer's Poem-a-Day Challenge. Today's prompt is to write a day after poem. My attempt is below.

Photo by Gerla Brakkee
Delivering Hope

 A Day After

In September I held you 
over my knee,
tickled giggles
from your single-
digit outlook.
October came
you wore your goblin
mask all month long, stabbed
me with your plastic
scythe, gouged
out my rose-colored
eyes, moved tears in
where my father’s
once lived.
Now it’s a day after
a new November.
The only hope a solitary
bird reporting
news of an un-wounded
still shining,
the only light
left in this turbulent



  1. Excellent images in the employ of a quick narrative. Very wonderful. Love the birdie at the end.

    1. Funny, Buddah, I was just thinking about you and wondering if I'd see you again. Thanks for visiting and for your support. I will drop by your site soon.